After driving for seven hours, three of them through blinding rain over twisting, mountain roads, we arrived gratefully at Los Suenos. They were expecting us and it was a relief to turn our car over to the attentive valet. I went to our room with the luggage while my husband signed in. Laughter trailed behind me as pleasantries were exchanged in the office. My back was killing me and I was happy to accept the complementary massage from Ignacio while my husband relaxed with wine and botanas. We were delighted the staff clearly remembered us from two previous visits.
We had requested the same room, the one decorated with a handpainted bluebird in the centre of each tile; over the king size bed, an elegant chandelier in deep blue glass; and a tiny fireplace. The familiarity was comforting after the tension of dangerous mountain driving. A bubble bath in the deep, oversize tub set me up for dinner in the main dining room. It was exactly as we remembered it: spacious, high ceiling, not too large, a huge bouquet of fresh flowers at the entrance, a few small tables, and a lovely, large fireplace, elegantly decorated.
On our last visit, we had not bothered to dine anywhere else, we were so pleased with the variation and quality of the food served at Los Suenos. This time, we were determined to venture out, and Priscilla, the owner was a great help in recommending restaurants she thought we might like. Indeed, she suggested her favourite when she went out and we were surprised to discover that the owner was the sister of the manager/owner of our favourite restaurant in Tlaquepaque, Jalisco.
Unfortunately, my back troubled me so much that most of my three days at Los Suenos was spent in bed or under the practiced hands of Ignacio. Evenings, with the bed turned back by the maid and chocolates left on the covers, while a new fire burned cozily were a charming aid to sleep.
After the first night, we changed to the yellow room which was brighter and quieter. Not that the other room was noisy, but it is next to a school and though the children sang beautiful choral music in the early morning, we preferred more quiet.
One of the things we love about Los Suenos is that it's like visiting the home of a relative. There are no obnoxious signs in the room to tell us we are in a hotel. Doors latch only when you are in the room. There is an aura of trust and security, of being well looked after. Priscilla is very warm and her carefully chosen staff mirror her own qualities.
I couldn't end without mentioning the murals and the furnishings. I am a fine artist who, besides teaching, used to procure art for a prestigious Canadian university and believe I have some modest qualifications to comment on the art work. The large murals on the courtyard walls are very well executed and represent Mexican rural life in the area. Every city and village in Mexico has murals and it is delightful to enjoy these which are better than most. There are many pieces of rustic, handcarved furniture, quite beautiful and representative of the area. A "spiderman" crucifix lingers in my mind, for its uniqueness, delicately relating an ancient symbol to a modern world.
We are planning to return to Patzcuaro for the famous "Day of the Dead" celebration, and wouldn't think of staying anywhere but La Mansion de los Suenos.
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